Death And Hell - Lawrence Welk with The Lennon Sisters

She stepped down from her carriage

At Ten Vermillon Street

I took off my roustabout

And slung it at her feet

We went into her parlor

And she cooled me with her fan

But said I'll go no further

With a fantasy makin' man

I said I'd walk on the Ponchatrain

For what you have today

Just a drink from your deep well

And I'll be on my way

She laughed and heaven filled the room

Said This I give to you

This body's wisdom is the flesh

But here's a thing or two

Death and hell are never full

And neither are the eyes of men

Cats can fly from nine stories high

And pigs can see the wind

She let me make my pallet

In the moonlight on the floor

Just outside of paradise

But right in hell's back door

The image of her nibbled

At the eye of my soul

My dreams were a hurricane

And quite out of control

Then her voice came through the storm

It's more than flesh I deal

And you will have to pay

For any wisdom that you steal

I woke to tinted windows

In lavender and red

The first station of the cross

Is just above my head

I awoke to gargoyles

And a hard bench for my bed

Jesus Christ and Pontias Pilate

Were just above my head

Death and hell are never full

And neither are the eyes of men

Cats can fly from nine stories high

And pigs can see the wind